Working Towards a Dream (REALLY NEEDS MEMBERS!!!!!!)

[Tam]

((Oh Mai Gawsh, I had to smother my face in a pillow when I read that it made you laugh XD I don't know why, I just cracked up.

Nah, he don't know he's being searched for. And he can find Ellewin As for when he meets Mr. Spooky, that I'll just throw out at random, so keep on your toes Ellewin might tell him, but that's only if you decide to have Dalin find her.))

[Aireiya]

((Can't post... I'm still stuck in the field with 0123missy's character... Oh and I was wondering, why isn't my name on the character's list? Just asking.))

[Tam]

((Eep! Sorry! I just added her. Wow, usually I'm right on top of that kind of thing, odd I missed that.))

[Aireiya]

((^__^ Thanks. Has 0123missy been posting anywhere lately? As I said earlier... My character's stuck. Do you think I should just make Lumina run away and coincidentally bump into one of the other characters?))

[Tam]

((Well, like I've said earlier. This RP doesn't really rely too much on interaction. It's going one's own way and achieving their dream through hardships, or ease. If Missy doesn't post by tomorrow night I'll PM her ^_^))

[Aireiya]

((Thanks. ^__^ Finally, I can post again! *evil laughter in background* AHEM... Ignore that please.))

Lumina quickly tacked Avani up again and didn't wait for Ayra to respond. Signalling to her white fox, they both shot off - faster than before. After about an hour of constant fast speed, Luna pulled back on the reins and allowed her fox to rest and recover from the sprint. Avani nudged her mistress gratefully and steered herself into the trees where there was some shade, away from the open path.

((Where are the others exactly? I want Lumina to talk to someone.))

[anonymouse]

(( Well Jhey, it seemed like your charrie was leaving, so that's why Ayra didn't reply. ^^; ))

Ayra shrugged and went back to the main road. Then she stopped. She didn't feel much like headed out any more, or towards the town. She looked down at Knight as he pounced on a bug. Ayra bent down, "What should be do Knight?" Ayra asked, he cocked his head and started walking towards the forest. Ayra nodded, the forest would be a good place to rest.

[AnbuBlackShinobi]

{{ * envies how everyone seems to have art from Shima * }}

Dalin shifted the bags he had in his arms so they rustled as he stumbled over to where Alvek was tied up to keep him from running away. It wasn't likely to happen, but the prince figured that the little fox would do better to be treated like a normal fox. It suited everyone if at least he wasn't treated so special he was loping around the front of the store Dalin was in. But then again, he was sad he had tied up his friend for nearly the whole day. A few hours had passed and it was well around noon to his estimations, and they had been awake and out since much earlier this morning.

Sensing his approach, the silver animal's head rose and he let out an exited bark, straining against the reigns which were tied down. He pawed at the ground and continued to yip, making multiple eyes turn to him, but Dalin tried his best to act normal. "Hey, Alvek! Sorry that I took a while! I had to get so much from the main street!" He laughed and set his bags down on the dusty road. Alvek brought his head down and sniffed each bundle in turn. There were three bags in total. One was filled with some new cloths for Dalin which gave off the 'I'm not a prince' vibe in his opinion, and it also contained a new cloak for Alvek as Dalin noticed his friend needed a thicker one as the days wore on. The second bag held some medical supplies like bandages and disinfectant for if he got in a fight again and this time didn't come out unharmed, or if he ever found someone wounded. And the third bag was filled with some fresh fruit and vegetables, along with some salted and dried meat for traveling.

He was satisfied that he had gotten everything necessary, and walked over to the side of Alvek, opening up the large pouches that hung over his back, attached to then end of the saddle lightly, but enough he could take the pack off at times and sling it over his own shoulder. From there, he opened them up and started refreshing the supplies in them, and withing a few moments, Alvek's pack was filled to the top with supplies. Dalin, though, had taken the new clothes and they were slung over his arm. "I'll be back. Watch everything while I'm gone." He mused, and Alvek barked once in return. Dalin thanked his friend and turned, running across the street where he could hopefully find a place to change in private.

{{ ACK!! I was going to go much further than this, but my parents are up in my face 'GET TO BED NOOOWWWWW'. So...I guess this means I'll have to finish typing tomorrow... * sadness * But I'll be back! Night! }}

[AnbuBlackShinobi]

After disappearing into a building and leaving Alvek to tip his head and whine occasionally to why his friend had been gone so long, Dalin came out, and to his fox's surprise, he looked totally different. His hair, which used to be long, had been cut short with one of his knives so it looked ever so spiky on his head, clearly showing his elf-like ears. His old royal clothes were gone, probably thrown away or hidden somewhere, and were replaced by a simple brown tunic and long pants which were stuffed into nearly knee-high boots. His dark blue, green and gold cloak was reversed and now looked a deep red and orange. A belt was tightly pulled around his waist and a pouch hung from it, along with his sword. But, two things that remained were his black scarf that coiled around his neck and hung down along his back and his dark gloves that gripped his hands in the perfect fit. More than one person turned to look at him as he strode over to Alvek and patted his muzzle. "I look normal, hopefully?" He asked with a fair and white smile.

Alvek nodded his head quickly. Quite, in fact, he did look rather normal, and with his hair hacked back and in such a shaggy state, he might just be able to allude guards for much more time than they thought. "I hid the old clothes in a trunk I found in that building. It's abandoned as far as I can see, and so my clothes are under lock and key until I need them for something." He explained. "My key is around my neck on a string, but with this scarf and tunic, it shouldn't be noticeable and should be out of harm's way. I also stashed some of our money in there for emergency." He smirked.

Alvek tossed his head in agreement with the actions taken, and shifted, starting to tug at the ropes that blinded him to the post. "Right. Well, I'm done shopping for now, and have most of my business taken care of, and Ellewin should be at least half way down the trail by now, so I think it's set that we can go out again!" He cheered. Alvek whined happily as Dalin moved around and untied him, giving him the usual checks before throwing himself on the saddle, pulling back on the reigns, and then releasing the tension and clicking with his mouth.

Knowing the usual signal, Alvek sprung off the ground and started rocketing for the gate which was not far away. People dived out of his way and gave him shocked looks as the prince called sorries after him. The gate keeper looked up from where he was sitting, became alarmed, and then shuffled up and started creaking the gate backward in just enough time for the animal and rider to launch past him in a whirlwind and a thanks. He blinked, sighed, shrugged and started pushing the gate closed again.




Dalin kept on the trail for most of what was left of the day, but eased on the reigns and let Alvek slow to a nice gallop as the trees whisked past him. He cocked his head, though, as he saw something odd. A broken branch off to the side, and pulling Alvek to a halt, saw that someone had recently moved through the foliage. He might have continued on, if Alvek hadn't let out a started cry and leapt through the trees and branches, letting Dalin cry for him to stop, as he crashed and fell into a campsite.

The fire was glowing, and meat had recently been cooked, but as the prince regained his balance on the saddle, he also noticed a girl on the ground and a fox looking in not so good of condition. It took him a moment, but then it hit him. "Ellewin!" He gasped and brought his leg over, sliding out of Alvek's seat and running to her side. He didn't touch her and looked over her body, wondering how badly she was hurt. "What happened?" He breathed, hoping she would wake up.

{{Rushed near the end, sorry. }}

[Tam]

((Anbu! *glomps* ))

Quite some time before Ellewin had fought to stay conscious, but after a half an hour she lost the fight and fell limp on Nalek's back. The moody fox, in turn, had quickly freed himself from underneath her once he figured out the lead had been let go of. Luckily for Ellewin though he was more interested in the Mouse meat spitted next to the fire than he was of running off. As Alvek and Dalin cam bursting through the bushes, however, he got aggressive, curling his whole upper lip back to reveal his needle-like fangs, still red from the blood of the mouse carcass. He crouched low over his food and let a deep guttural growl rumble from deep in the back of his throat.

Still limp where she had fainted Ellewin slowly began to regain consciousness, her head was spinning dizzily as she heard a muffled voice in the distance saying something. With a groan she felt her sword brush the tips of her fingers where it had clattered from her grasp and with an instinctual reaction, clutched it tightly in her hand. For a moment she just lay there, neck swollen slightly and bruised blue, head throbbing where she'd been thrown into the tree, and she suspected that there would be a nasty bump there as well. Feeling nauseous she managed to crack her eyes open, regretting it quickly as the light streamed into her eyes, causing her to wince as they watered with pain. The moment her blurred vision cleared though her sword came flying off the ground to stop in the air just in front of Dalin's neck.

With cold eyes she glared at him as she gasped for air past her swollen wind pipes, the only part of her that had moved was the arm bearing the sword, the rest of her body still lay slumped downward on the ground. Moving slowly she managed to drag her left arm to where he could use it to push herself up, and did so on shaky limbs. To her dismay though her arm was unable to even hold up the weight of her sword in her state and with a rattle of her hand it fell back to the ground, and she lay looking at it, gasping. A moment later though she returned her cold gaze back to Dalin. "What do you want with me?!" she fumed, her voice raspy and gravelly from nearly being crushed by the black cloaked figure.